Malott Writes from His Deathbed
Actually I'm not really in my deathbed right now... I'm sitting at my computer. But I reasoned that "Malott Writes from His Computer Chair" would get me nothing... no sympathy, no attention... nothing.
For those of you that are paralyzed with worry over my health, my fever was only 100.6 degrees this morning, which is a definite improvement.
So there it is.
Well I'm going back to my deathbed now, where I will be clinging to life. I expect to remain there indefinitely... or until I get hungry or have to pee or something.